Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the script tryna it like a punt
My life is like a and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Baby
been a killer but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was little but the cash money me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass nigga had a thing for old
But as I got older I began to like 'em
To Heaven's where I her
My she was under she say
Daddy
they
Daddy
they
Daddy can't do it like you can
I get chips like and I am not a Blue Man
Too much ice on my and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' some new pants
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I would like you all to me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's purple stuff again?
I get enough of it
Point me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm it
Wit' purple stuff again
I'm on some same color
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's bitch
I get money like a fuckin' Wayans bitch
I get with gurillas and stay away from the

And the
And the
And the
10 no cops in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a flock tonight
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma to shoot it out with the cops tonight I swear
And tell the jack not tonight
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's if you ain't got that price then go
way,
way,
We can't negotiate
Big money weight
On my way to Heaven's
Hope it be them gates
Flow so
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I wish a mothafucka would
Like a engine I come from under the bitch
But now a nigga paper like a booklet
They ain't you wit' it
But now I it and now they
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah that's my
bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby just Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood just to kiss ma
'Cause I that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God found me like a in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a genius for the
Money on my mind, that's all I of
to the game, never takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my theme
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like ding
I got my wings on
Flyer the rest
I don't rest I goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




Anyway it goes get dough
And I should see the top the way I'm climbin' pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't this cold
And nigga I'm than a fire in a hole
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a
these hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
Let's
And get

And never
this to the blue eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green a lawn chair
Don't worry I'm straight arm hair
Don't worry I'm like combed hair
This fucked my pops and I was born here
From tha cell to the jet it Con Air
I told my that we will see better days

And is a better day